Zayn had always known he had a small bladder, but he had never really talked about it with anyone before. It was just one of those things that he had learned to live with, constantly excusing himself to go to the bathroom during long car rides or outings with friends. But on this particular day, Zayn was out with his best friends Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry, and his bladder was feeling especially small.

After just an hour into their road trip, Zayn started to feel the familiar pressure building up in his lower abdomen. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to ignore the sensation. But soon enough, he couldn't take it anymore. "Guys, I really need to go to the toilet," he said, his voice strained.

Liam, who was driving, glanced over at Zayn. "Seriously? We just stopped like an hour ago," he said, disbelief written all over his face.

"I know, I know, but I can't help it," Zayn replied, his face turning red with embarrassment.

The other boys started to chime in, teasing Zayn about his tiny bladder and how he always needed to go to the bathroom. But Liam, being the responsible one, decided to pull over and let Zayn do his business.

Zayn felt a wave of relief wash over him as he stepped out of the car and made his way to the nearest restroom. But as he rejoined his friends in the car, he realized that the pressure was already building up again. He tried to ignore it, hoping that it would go away, but it only seemed to get worse.

"Guys, I need to go again," Zayn said, his voice shaking slightly.

The boys groaned, thinking that Zayn was just joking around. "Come on, Zayn, we just stopped," Louis said, rolling his eyes.

But Zayn was not joking. He was holding on for dear life, his bladder feeling like it was about to burst. He squirmed in his seat, fidgeting with his hands and crossing and uncrossing his legs. He grabbed himself, trying to squeeze his crotch to relieve some of the pressure, but it didn't help.

As time passed, Zayn's discomfort grew worse and worse. He rocked back and forth in his seat, trying to distract himself from the overwhelming urge to pee. But it was no use. Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation spreading across his lap, and he knew what had happened. He had wet himself.

Zayn was mortified, his face turning bright red with shame. The other boys were shocked, not knowing what to say or do. Liam quickly pulled over and they all got out of the car, trying to figure out what to do next.

Zayn felt like he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. He had never been so embarrassed in his entire life. But his friends rallied around him, offering him words of comfort and assuring him that it was no big deal.

From that day forward, Zayn made sure to always use the restroom whenever he felt the slightest urge to go. He never wanted to experience that kind of humiliation again. And while his tiny bladder may have caused him some embarrassment, it had also taught him the importance of listening to his body and taking care of himself.

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